Long Preset Poems

Enola Gay

There on the ‘North Field’ tarmac of Tinian Island, Marianas;
Taxis the sleek designed ‘Boeing B-29 Superfortress’ to ready for take-off. 1
Glistening, polished aluminum under the blaring floodlights filmed for posterity,
Maneuvers' the ‘Enola Gay’, chosen...

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The Tumid River of Acheron (the journey) 
Part One- Final revision

Darkly,  the tumid rushing waters flow
where any man most wisely fears to go.
Liquid blackness singing in epic pain
torture, misery and cries of the insane!
Echoes...

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In case you don’t remember them they came from outer space
They were to be the first beginnings of the human race
But when they crashed they came down in a stark and frigid place
Antarctic ice interred...

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The Tumid River of Acheron (the journey) Part One-Revised

Darkly,  the tumid rushing waters flow
where any man most wisely fears to go.
Liquid blackness singing in epic pain
torture, misery and cries of insane!
Echoes of  Eperius...

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Going to me my soul against the wind
 velocity zephyr on this day I open my mouth and I pray
 allow let this day let me perish Oh I wish that I was not born
...

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Pride negatory
Better to share His glory
God writes your story

Special kind of gain
We can only learn through pain
God may not explain

Treasure has a source
Wisdom is treasure, of course
God stores His resource

When God sends trouble
And we climb...

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The Tumid River of Acheron (the journey) Part 1

Dark the tumid, rushing waters flow
where man most wisely fears to go
Liquid blackness sings of epic pain
torture, misery and cries of insane
Echoes of evil Eperius in the...

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Hades and Tormented Souls (the Dwelling)
   (presenting a fragment of the second part promised)

Where the dark wind blows, lies abound
deep into a ravenous, hellish pit.
Lost souls cry and moan deep under ground
under evil...

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red lights blinking rapidly 
I didn't make the connection
as soft music floated unseen 
from cars heaving with undulating motion 
gentle, rhythmic, but forced upon 
as ruby lips pressed into service 
with legs spread wide, most...

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Miscommunication, is fabrication of reality
When actually it’s a matter of perspective.
She was a standout, with a name similar to yours
With pure intentions, painful convictions but losing to her own dispositions.
Deprivation of her moral mentality structure...

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Prognosticating Present Plight...
Perhaps Preset During In Utero Protean Stage?

Reviewing, sans my life
and arduous hard time
lock, stock, and barrel on regular basis,
and of late composing
this, that, or another rhyme,

now I acquiesce past 
trials and tribulations
contributed positive,...

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I must make ammends before I sleep tonight,		
	
		   A constant friend is (HE) that knows my plight.		
	                ...

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The chancy countdown clock of my mortality
is ticking toward some unknown preset alarm.
I’m aware of every taciturn tick tock
in unrecoverable moments spent waiting
for something to happen…
and I do not wait well.

I wait for stiff slices...

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Mind differs from the body.
creed of what we embody.
Start with phonetic rhymes
We learn to grasp algorithms.

How do they stay most-given?
A team, that is one-driven.
Does one's desire astonish?
Tell your brain to admonish.

A sneer on the mental...

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Looked up and down, right and left
Wondering why life suffers a theft
Subtracted beauty from my chin cleft
 
If I deserved and preserved the best
My love could lavish to attest
Why my love passed a preset test
...

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As I awake with my retina 
adjust to the first day of light. 
A figure big amongst most 
appears in my site. A 
connection being made is a 
understatement. More like the 
beginning of roots...

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Perhaps pretending that
This protest playing in my head
Is a plot to please the pain
I preset in my brain
But I’m still insane, ill
Not the same, since you came
I can’t feel the hurt
From my heart
Though from the...

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A POET’S MUSE 

To this poet’s muse pressed upon the page  
Of words that linger, and of an imagery set  
Such is the alteration of every man’s stage  

Where the players of...

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Like a sweet child in ballet
 toe steps glide across the archway,
A graceful pirouette holding breath and heartbeat
 balanced then suddenly rising like modern athletes.

A rhythmic cadence hustles across the days
 when life is simple...

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He returned to his quite recent creation
Just to make check on the current situation.
Tigrons slid in from the plains to lie at their ease
Away from midday sun under those singing trees,
Stretching lazily leisurely showing razored...

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Often people do things that later they can see,
It would have been much better if they had let it be.

Sometimes people say things that others shouldn't hear.
Before putting mouth in motion the brain should be...

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Four walls.
Barricades.. built out of strong brick, but flimsy cement -
Strong force, but weak purpose.
It was ironic, she thought.
Society had set up four confining walls,
          ...

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One eye opens quicker than the other, so cute,
but who'll spearhead you home, me or the Neanderthal
host? Party goers head for the exit.
I seem to have sat down on a preset remote;
your laugh echoes the...

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Inspired…
It feels good to me,
To be alive in oneself, to be set in actuality.
Free from worldly expectations and corporational thoughts,
Able to set goals for oneself, let loose from wrought.
Distraught, and set into motion by the...

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The Indecisive State of My Life
Like the rainbows of the sky,
Like the new moon before each month of Phoebe,
My life switches, dusk to dawn, dawn to dusk
I’m confused.

What is next? What coming next?
What is preset...

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